“The time has come” The Walrus said
“To seek out pastures new,
For all I loved from the Breakfast show
Has deserted Radio 2.
Now the fun and wit has gone
And my nerves are jangled through.”
“The Togmeister was due to go
Of that I understood
But why oh why “ The Walrus cried
“Did they throw out all the good?
I don’t enjoy the puerile jokes,
Even though I know I should!”
“So, though it truly saddens me –
Radio 2 – I am out of here”
The Walrus bowed his head and walked,
and shed a bitter tear!
“I’m off to find a less frazzled place
To wake calm – with gentle cheer”.